Super Chill Shit, by Cypher Clique

Super Chill Shit

by Cypher Clique

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1.	No Maybelline 02:44	lyrics	buy track
[Intro: Mic Anthony] Girl if you with it, we just taking our time Pick up up the wine if you ready to ride Roll up the pine, you’ll be all on my mind Babygirl we just taking our time Girl if you with it, we just taking our time Pick up up the wine if you ready to ride Roll up the pine, you’ll be all on my mind Babygirl we just taking our time [Verse 1: James Major] My niggas dropping classics, I’m sure that you want more Performing in Ardmore, when we done they wanting an encore We on course, to make a lane they ain’t merging in I ain’t even gotta say my name bet they heard of him Everybody gotta take an L but we prefer to win Now we getting all our dreams out from the work within We came just to steal the scene, I bet they feel the team Now we getting love having fans in the Philippines [Verse 2: Mic Anthony] Rapping cause I’m dead nice Rolling when I’m stressed right Shawty keep her head tight I might run a red light Skid skid off If the new world order coming, I ain’t ever running Naw nigga I’m the new Eric Bishoff What you time you get off? Let’s lifted again Already said I’m Eric Bishoff so I’m Sick with the pen You niggas sleeping your me prime years I get to peaking off of 9 beers And I ain’t tweaking son my minds clear [Hook: Mic Anthony] Bitch came thru right ahead of the show I got them sweet 16s and I’m heavy with flows I mean I just stepped in but I’m ready for more, I mean It’s Maybelline, no Valvoline Bitch came thru right ahead of the show I got them sweet 16s and I’m heavy with flows I mean I just stepped in but I’m ready for more, I mean It’s Valvoline, no Maybelline [Verse 3: Relay] Never live to please the flesh, or dwell on each regret This way you”LL be at ease with death Cause keeping up with the Jones will increase your stress Turn peace to wreck, furthermore your deeds to debts You see these vets…most of them are slender, old Or have hardbody frames filled with tender souls I got work on your block, yeah this vendors cold And put niggas in their place like a gender role If I was fed a silver spoon, il contend for gold Catch me frontin on the strip, yeah I rent the rose Got niggas all around the world who attend the shows Plus a bad bitch straight from a centerfold Decembers own..known to bring the chills when the fall stops Other words, had the gift ever since my balls dropped Off top, Segway’d through the game like a mall cop Itchin for a body guess I caught a case of small pox [Hook: Mic Anthony] Bitch came thru right ahead of the show I got them sweet 16s and I’m heavy with flows I mean I just stepped in but I’m ready for more, I mean It’s Maybelline, no Valvoline Bitch came thru right ahead of the show I got them sweet 16s and I’m heavy with flows I mean I just stepped in but I’m ready for more, I mean It’s Valvoline, no Maybelline
2.	For You 02:35	lyrics	buy track
[Intro: Mic Anthony] Oh, oh, oh, oh [Hook: Mic Anthony] Say "love, I'm in love with you" Say "love, I'm a drug for you" Say "love, I'm in love with you" Say "love, I'm a drug for you" For you, for you, for you [Verse 1: Relay] Told her slide through on my street right I’m only 5 minutes from the east side We can drive slow, take a g ride Convos in the car, sharing deep vibes I'm loving ya style, it’s stunning & wild Dimples & all, you blush when ya smile Baby girl is we creeping or what She a dime times 10, had to keep it a buck [Verse 2: James Major] She loving me because she see I’m on the right path Them other niggas in a box like a typecast And I’m all about a check like a Nike ad Come kick it at the crib and let life pass You can take shots, or pour Stella rose When you’re with this fella though, everything is set to go We can get fly, frames? Bought a set of those No flaws on your face card, exceptional [Verse 3: Mic Anthony] I keep it real low, like fuck a covid cold All these fuckin apps gave us sensory overload Niggas throwing threats on internets for Hova flows Haters being great debaters I’m really over those Like die Nigga, I’m trynna just trynna high nigga Call 5 niggas, go and find bitches, and 5 swishers Like where girls at? And where the trees at? And if you got a kid motherfucker where your seed at? [Hook: Mic Anthony] Say "love, I'm in love with you" Say "love, I'm a drug for you" Say "love, I'm in love with you" Say "love, I'm a drug for you" For you, for you, for you Say "love, I'm in love with you" Say "love, I'm a drug for you" Say "love, I'm in love with you" Say "love, I'm a drug for you" For you, for you, for you [Bridge: Mic Anthony] For you, for you, for you For you, for you, for you For you, for you, for you For you, for you, for you [Hook: Mic Anthony] Say "love, I'm in love with you" Say "love, I'm a drug for you" Say "love, I'm in love with you" Say "love, I'm a drug for you" For you, for you, for you Say "love, I'm in love with you" Say "love, I'm a drug for you" Say "love, I'm in love with you" Say "love, I'm a drug for you" For you, for you, for you [Outro: Mic Anthony] I used to be a running back and shit Used to play quarterback for the quarter sacks Three quarterbacks with no sacks
3.	Factory feat Mickey Factz 02:58	lyrics	buy track
[Verse 1: Mickey Factz] Growing up, getting money's a prerequisite Being broke was deemed negligent, weak precedence I work hard for these Benjamins, clean settlements Extreme elegance, achieved extreme decadents Weed elements litter the air with their fragrance I'm jaded, every foul line's designed flagrant I get extra points for being one of your favorite I made it, instinct, never basic like [?] I still run the base, you run the bases Out of this world language, I'm an ATLien from New York Had everything inside of my spaceship Playing Kanye's shit, gracious with the greatness The flow iller than vaccines that make you sicker Take a picture with the greatest spitter making scriptures I shake the building every lyric just to break the requiter And I drink the liquors made by strippers in painted glitter [Hook: Mic Anthony] Everybody talking they ain't poppin' as now But come around, we in your city and we droppin' it down, like Your baby mama back to boppin' it down Said the crown ain't really brown still be jockin' the style, like Ohhhh, Ohhhh Ohhhh Don't want the crown want he bop in your town Since 2010 said she be down, ain't no stoppin' it now [Verse 2: Relay] We in some turbulent times, it's plane bumpy ock Tables turning so I'm thinking like the Dudley's hop Being broke is a joke, I ain't with funny guap Cause in my chamber of commerce is all money shots My life changed ever since I made funds and profit Did my due diligence with fame comes the knowledge Still splurging for fun on Js, custom Posites Clothes everywhere dun, [?] my closet On some covid shit, your boys the sickest Better cop sea-moss, elderberry, and citrus Hope you break fast, for bacon I'm bringing biscuits I been had the juice, no cap, don't get it twisted Your girl be promiscuous quick when she sees clout Game comes natural at will, I don't need scouts Got her doing tricks on my clean couch Plus the way she swinging on the pole there's no need for a recount [Hook: Mic Anthony] Everybody talking they ain't poppin' as now But come around, we in your city and we droppin' it down, like Your baby mama back to boppin' it down Said the crown ain't really brown still be jockin' the style, like Ohhhh, Ohhhh Ohhhh Don't want the crown want he bop in your town Since 2010 said she be down, ain't no stoppin' it now
4.	P.Y.B. 02:48	lyrics	buy track
[Intro: Mic Anthony] Pretty young bitch don't kill my vibe Pretty young bitch don't kill my vibe Pretty young bitch don't kill my vibe Pretty young bitch don't kill my vibe She wasn't ready to go Girl I'm just letting you My life is outta control Girl is you ready to blow [Verse 1: Relay] Brown thing on the jock like whoa now Breaks necks everytime we hit the whole town Straight stuttin guarenteed to tear the show down Runs game but it’s nothing when a pro’s round Baby looking like a snack though Slim waist with that ass yo Only focus is the cash flow Up in Houston like the Astros I’m lovin those southern chicks Feminine but known to buss it quick Bad as hell, put her on punishment She know my name and my government Slim thick dime Let’s sip wine You can’t trip fine Take sick time [Hook: Mic Anthony] I wanna get right I wanna hit right I wanna sit tight I wanna get right Like right after midnight Like ride if your shit tight I wanna get right I wanna hit right I wanna sip wine I wanna get right Like right after midnight Like right after midnight [Verse 2: James Major] Hit me in the evening, you can stay for the weekend Your love got me feigning You say I’m the one you believe in Stay fly, new shit that I’m seen in I know a baddie with a fatty live in Cali She tryna get at me She love my vibe, wanna ride Pull up to the crib wanna come inside Don’t blow my high, while I’m on the grind You can sit down and sip the wine I’m just of a different kind Type of nigga you can get behind Dime pieces all different kinds Slim thick with the bbls Come to my show to the front row I guarantee you can see me well [Hook: Mic Anthony] I wanna get right I wanna hit right I wanna sit tight I wanna get right Like right after midnight Like ride if your shit tight I wanna get right I wanna hit right I wanna sip wine I wanna get right Like right after midnight Like right after midnight
5.	Road Games 03:01	lyrics	buy track
[Intro: Mic Anthony] Ima shut it down, yeah Ima shut it down See out [Verse 1: Relay] Known as a cool dude and I’m genuine ya dig My crew is the same way, all my gentleman legit Baggin' women at will, we like em feminine and fit We call em our pill poppers cause the medicine the crib Yeah my residence is lit, you can chill and just recline In the villa sippin' wine with interior design These are traits of king, you know superior, divine Putting pressure on niggas, I'll make inferiors resign I’m..one of a kind, a monumental sight Y’all saving for road trips, we taking continental flight Creating our own hits, the way it got the venue hype They saying we so lit, they had to stop & get new lights Ite…making noise due to veteran status Plus we better than average, super clever with tactics It’s clear that y’all never would practice So go and take this L to your chest like a letterman’s jacket [Hook: Mic Anthony] I’m on a roll on the road again You know the road make whole again Check all the shows we be flowing in Them cellphones they be holding em And all girls we be going in The time that we be showing em I’m on a roll on the road again You know the road make whole again Check all the shows we be flowing in Them cellphones they be holding em And all girls we be going in The time that we be showing em [Verse 2: James Major] I need, someone to build with Someone to chill with We can pack bags, hop planes and take field trips Visit different spots Make you my misses like a bricked a shot Married to the game you can pick the rock I’m making classics just to make the cash flip You can Catch me on a rap tour like Jurassic I’m, playing my part, displaying my art And get my money right so I can be away in a loft [Verse 3: Mic Anthony] And if you she rolling up green then I swear she a boss n shit She ain't ever taking a lose n shit Pop shit, hot shit, rap with the opps n shit On that boxer shit, really no options kid Money we got it to get We on the radio, these culture vultures on the penis filacio Fuck what you doing, I'm gone That 9-5 ain’t the reason all of my niggas be on [Hook: Mic Anthony] I’m on a roll on the road again You know the road make whole again Check all the shows we be flowing in Them cellphones they be holding em And all girls we be going in The time that we be showing em I’m on a roll on the road again You know the road make whole again Check all the shows we be flowing in Them cellphones they be holding em And all girls we be going in The time that we be showing em [Outro: Mic Anthony] And if you she rolling up green then I swear she a boss n shit She ain't ever taking a lose n shit Pop shit, hot shit, rap with the opps n shit On that boxer shit, really no options kid Money we gotta get I said it's money we gotta get Know it's money we gotta get Money we gotta get